I just came upon this old post and found my current medications would be a smart topic. I am now capped, at the dosage of Zoloft a person is allowed. https://wp.me/p9xIGo-86 200mg Zoloft, once a day With 4 sides of Buspar Xanax Oh! Xanax, my coy friend I miss you, dearly. Benedryl, thank you for... Continue Reading →
My anxiety is on blast; Filling that space in my chest: Coronavirus? Cardiac arrest? That fucker I kissed? Back to that gnawing, Sawing, uncontrollable panic. Back to the panxiety; Full pulmonary uncertainty.
Pop a Xanax. Out of my Zoloft Pop a Xanax. Out of whiskey Pop a Xanax. Desiring toxicity Pop a xanny. Crying because... I popped a xanny.
Itching, Eternally Feeling, Physical Bites, Bumps-- Weeks old but still blunt. * Just like her presence In your bed I scratch and it stings Lacerations bleed.
Was over a year ago. 2006 Silver Saturn Vue-- And by the way, That's my usual level Of gas, In my tank. My output was 60 hours My input valued at 12. But that's positive, Unusual. She started making Noises, Similar to... My mother-- That ball rattling, Up the cylinder, with every inhale, Hard suck.... Continue Reading →
I wish I knew why my brain doesn't work quite as well as I hope it would. I have weeks where I'm not intoxicated a single day (Not Since mom's diagnosis), but I still find my brain shutting completely off. I don't know if it's the anxiety or the depression, but it numbs my brain... Continue Reading →
Sisters-- It's said their sparks Are supposedly, Not sporadically Sensational in sequestering Solidarity. * Your Starburst Seemingly lacks Sisterly spirit. She splinters, She solemnly sleeps In severe solitude. * Her sisters Sentencing her Severely, ceaselessly Shoulder to shoulder Side by side. Sister-like. * Speechless I subside Inside, outside Inside, outside Sleeplessness Suggests This sheep is... Continue Reading →
Through Those eyes A string Pulls Jerks Tempts And fascinates My dreams. Tugging At My Demons, To Leave. But the Needle Has traveled Through My nervous System Like "Ice and Sugar dust." Woven So Deep Wrapped Around My heart Too neat. A Tapestry Of Thread, Ultimately Pricking Through Each Lobe Of My Jaded Brain, Slipping... Continue Reading →
🎼I have no insides. 🎼 No worries I'm not exploring my fate. I'm dissolved In cynicism and hate. 🎼Thank God for the music.🎼 I'm aggressive In my mind and open mouth. No bothers I'm numb to their failing shouts. 🎼No thoughts, no prayers can bring back what's no longer there.🎼 No thoughts Can regroup my... Continue Reading →
My brain. My heart. My body. In complete and utter exhaustion. I called my pill pusher to see if I could up my Zoloft by 25mg. He concurred. 75mg down the hatch. The attacks have commenced On a daily basis--without bias. My chest feels compressed And predominately over stressed. Stomach aches. Back aches. Heart aches--... Continue Reading →